ME: (speaking) What do you want for your Birthday Dinner?
LANDON: (Writing) Room service.
ME: Well, no really what do you really want? Do you want something like scones? Or to eat out somewhere special?
LANDON: A normal dinner at home.
ME: Ok– but what do you want to eat? What sounds good.
LANDON: Apples. Gala.
ME: Alrighty then.
Happy Birthday to the boy with particular tastes, simple pleasures and carried his new panda all around school. Happy 9th! We love you and are excited for the new ways you will grow and change this year. XxxxxxxxxX!